The Taco Bell Saga Fic

Fast Food, Greasy, Taco I love

chipotle? Get out.
Qdoba? Get out.

     My fingers tighten on the gracious yet violent taco as I recall the betrayal of an hour before, which felt like a nose crunching punch in the face.

     It was a fairly good day for me, almost like nothing could ever go wrong. Especially when I was on my way to gods beautiful gift to the world.

T҉a҉c҉o҉ B҉e҉l҉l҉

(The word itself gives you the shudders. It simply glistens with the work of the heavens. Truly a work of art.)

     Well as I was on my way I passed the arch enemy of Taco Bell, chipotle. I always peered inside the oh-so-small fast food restaurant and made fun of everyone inside internally.
'Ha, they're all gonna die from eating chipotle.'

     But today was different. My routine has been thrown into the landfills when I saw him...
Bright pink dyed hair, soft eyes, and a warm smile.
Josh.
Josh was standing in line ordering a burrito.
In chipotle.

     At first I shook my head, not believing what I was seeing. Then I smacked myself, hoping it was just another night terror. But josh was still there, now asking the demon behind the counter to put on avocados.

     He spun around and met my eye, he had realized what he had done immediately, and I could read his lips saying my name, Tyler, but it was already too late. I fled from the scene still in shock. The brim of my eyes were forming into tears of betrayal.

     Even now, as I am munching into my taco, I feel the pain and pure aching of my heart. I genuinely thought josh was the one. He is my one...or was at least...

     My heart is tearing itself apart for him, since when did he become more important than the holy tacos of Jesus? How did he manage to swerve my brain off from its usual path? I was doing fine on my own and there wasn't much I lacked.

'How dare he eat at chipotle and still be able to make me die inside?! I don't understand, where is this logic?'

     I should have seen this coming, that is on my fault. He had always been fussing and 'worrying' over me, saying that my obsession with Taco Bell was extremely unhealthy. I should have known it was never worry! He was...

'He was probably a Russian chipotle spy! I should have known!'

     I slammed my hands down causing a few teens to stare at me. They just didn't understand what was at stake. Not wanting to waste the gift of
St. Peter, I stuffed the rest of the taco into my mouth and swung the door open. Josh may be the one, but I simply cannot let him, a chipotle spy,
allowed to taco bells life away from me.

'Bring it on Josh. I am ready for Mexican thunder.'

~~~m y c h a l u p a~~~

     I grinned at the nice man behind the counter who had taken out a tortilla and was asking me what I wanted in my burrito.

'Finally, something that doesn't have a Taco Bell wrapper...'

     Today was just one of those days that I needed a break. Just a simple burrito, from the lovely, more healthy chipotle. Man, I loved Taco Bell, but Tyler's obsession with it almost made me sick of it. I thought it was cute at first, until the time when he got drunk. He got down on his knees, rose his hands to the sky dramatically, and kind of...happily screamed. Then he began preaching about how we should thank god for the Mexicans and thank the Mexicans for giving him a purpose in life.

     I was snapped back into reality when the man asked if I wanted any other toppings. I smiled nodded at the avocados. It was going to be just me, my burrito, and peace from Taco Bell...until I felt the hairs on the back of my neck freeze in place. I felt something on my back, something was watching me. I spun around.

'Oh shit!'

There I was, staring right into Tyler's chocolate eyes, that burned holes back into mine. His eyes began to water.

'OH SHIT!'

     I reached for him, called out his name, but he was already dashing away with the worst look of betrayal I had ever seen etched onto his cute face.

     My thoughts began to endlessly cycle and it was suddenly becoming harder to breathe.
'Jesus it's just CHIPOTLE!'
'The ONE time I don't eat at Taco Bell, the ONE time-'
'Babe, why?'
'Oh god I'm making him cry?!'
'okay but seriously, FUCK Taco Bell!'
'I should go after him, even if he will yell at me, because I-I love him!'
'What a bean. I know he will take me back.'
'What time is it?'
'Oh wait yeah, Tyler. I'm coming for you, my obsessive bean. Don't be mad please!'

     The man tapped my hand timidly making a gesture to the cash I had in my hand, "uh...sir?"

     "Oh, right," I placed it on the counter, took my burrito, and ran like the wind, "thank you!"

     Hopefully Tyler doesn't think I'm I don't know...haha! Like a Russian chipotle spy or something. Pew pew! That's hilarious.

A/N- I know you want to hate me, but you can't.